Chapter 5 MARRYNG OF CONVENIENCE

Chapter 05

"Mister Oliver" he said coming in "thank you for the clothes. I came to let you know that there is no more space in this agenda" she showed the printed paper "But I received a report asking for events later this month".

" Where is your cell phone?" he asked looking at her over his glasses while biting his lips "You have to adjust these things with Lucas".

"Sorry," he replied, returning to the awkward exit.

"The coffee machine on the first floor broke?" he asked before Mia closed the door.

"I don't know sir, but I can check" he replied thinking that Oliver had a machine just for him in his room.

"It's not necessary, for a year and a half every day I saw a girl leaning against the column as I entered, I found it strange that she wasn't there today, you can go, talk to Lucas".

Mia felt her body shudder, her cheeks burn, she was sure Oliver was referring to her but she had never seen him looking at her and was always paying attention to every detail of him and the people moving entirely to him at that moment. Mia didn't know if it was good to be watched for so long or what it meant.

She went about her day trying not to maximize the question Oliver had asked, instead focusing on the thousands of hints and orders Lucas gave regarding his tight schedule. Realizing it was almost lunchtime when Oliver left without saying anything, leaving her lost, sending a message on the company's cell phone ordering that together with Maria choose the food and ask for it on the company account.

Mia looked at the agenda that kept growing, wondering how Oliver could stand that routine ballad, in one lunch hour he would go to three different places, having little time in each meeting and getting to be in more than twenty places a day and they still let him thought of finding a way to expand even more.

Mia looked for Maria in the bathroom, that was the place where she stayed the most when she had nothing to do and asked where she used to order food when Oliver wasn't there.

"Me and the last one were exploring the best restaurants in town, trying all kinds of food on the company account".

"We can go on," Mia replied.

"Yes, let's order at the chic Italian near the station, I'll also want dessert".

The two were excited, ordered food and Maria took the opportunity to wait cleaning Oliver's room while Mia managed to finish fifty percent of the work left on her table to do during the day.

Then he stopped calling Maria and letting her know that lunch had arrived, seating the two in the pantry they had for themselves.

"Has Maria ever talked to Lucas or Oliver ?" .

"Lucas is not the type to get along with people like the two of us, Oliver sometimes says one thing or another, but I've never sat down and talked to him, but he always treats me well and is more polite than Lucas who is an employee too".

"I understand, I saw in the reports that Oliver is not the preferred son nor the best option for his father to inherit the empire".

"People speculate a lot about this family, it's not good to bring what you hear outside and if you take something from here, you'll spend your life paying lawsuits, Oliver doesn't care, but Lucas doesn't forgive. "

Mia thought about a time when Lucas tried to remember if she'd heard about him somewhere, but hadn't, but his face wasn't unfamiliar, it was always in the unguarded photos of mogul Oliver. It was early when Mia finished the service, she asked Lucas by message if he had anything he could advance for the other day, but he didn't get a response, so he started looking at the files and then reorganizing, while he did he thought about Oliver's clients and had the idea of doing something different in the meetings, placing him in the restaurants of an entire chic block, taking care to choose the typical food for each client, thus saving travel time and gaining more time in meetings, sending the proposal to him and Lucas by email .

It was almost five o'clock and Mia didn't know if she should go or stay, Maria said goodbye and Mia sat on the table thinking about whether or not to ask if she could leave.

She wanted to know how Ava was doing, had called but got no response, being apprehensive and thoughtful as she bit her pen in thought.

Mia was so focused that she didn't notice the elevator door open, Oliver stood there watching her with the pen in his mouth, feeling his penis harden without his permission, wishing Mia had it in her mouth instead of the pen. She was inviting on the table, seemed free to be touched by him, but Oliver wasn't available to a shed for harassment, preferring to cough to be noticed scaring her and going straight to his room.

Mia paced back and forth expecting to be dismissed, but only after half an hour was she called by Oliver, imagining that she would order dinner like last night. She hurried in, noticing that Oliver was standing there waiting for her holding a cup of coffee in his hand. Oliver's steady look disconcerted her, he was an enigma, he conveyed security with his eyes, but he didn't distinguish what he felt or thought as an ordinary person.

Embarrassed with a fixed look Mia stumbled on her foot, being instinctively held by Oliver who could smell the delicious scent of Mia's hair and soft skin, wanting to take her right there.

"I'm sorry Mr. Oliver" I said embarrassed.

" Did it hurt?" he asked kneeling down and massaging her ankle, realizing he was hugging Mia's shapely legs and taking the opportunity to massage her.

"I don't think so" replied Mia embarrassed, excited and lost "I think I'm fine".

Mia felt her whole body boil with pleasure, Oliver slowly moved his hand up her leg, reaching her thigh and standing up, looking at Mia's red cheeks and dull face.

"You can go" He said almost touching her.

" Hi?" .

"You can go" he replied smiling for the first time "work is over for today, a driver will take you so you don't have to walk too far."